@Byrd Man

Just want to give you a quick shoutout because I really enjoyed that Flash intro post, my partner asked why I was sitting in front of my computer with a huge grin, haha. Saving people in three different cities and still being late for class is just perfect Flash lore.

If I get rejected for it... I'll consider it worth it for my bad James Bond reference.

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C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T P R O P O S A L

S A R G E S T E E L

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^{_{Sarge Steel .♦ .Ex-Super Spy .♦ .
Classifed .♦ .International Operations}}

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C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:

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"Intelligence work has one moral law - it is justified by results."

Once upon a time, Sarge Steel became the world's best spy. After a stint at West Point, Steel would end up working in the United States Army Intelligence and Security Command aka INSCOM. While working for INSCOM, Steel worked predominatly in the realm of counterintelligence, but much of his work during the army days remains heavily classified.

Military intelligence provided an easy transition into civilian wetwork. After his time with the Army was up, Steel ended up working for the CIA's Special Activities Center aka SAC. Steel remained with SAC for several years doing more dirty work than you could think to imagine. Steel's handlers used to joke that if his file ever went public the bureaucrats wouldn't be sure to give him a Nobel Peace Prize or send him to The Hague. Steel's illustrious career was cut short when bad intelligence got him burned and captured by Russian agents. Steel would eventually escape his captors, but he would his right hand after trekking through as Siberian winter on foot. His intelligence career seemingly ended, Steel made his way back to the states and settled in Blüdhaven where he grew up.

Back in Blüdhaven Steel took up two new hobbies. The first was the bottle and like his father and mother, before him, he spent every night drinking himself into a stupor. The second was PI work using his long career in intelligence to solve petty crimes and infidelity cases. The work wasn't exactly fulfilling, but it paid for Steel's drinking habits so he couldn't complain. After a few more years of this charade, Steel decided that he would be better off dead.

Right as Steel was about to throw himself off the Littleneck Narrows Bridge, a man approached him with an offer. His name was Miles Craven and he represented a group called International Operations. As it turned out, Craven was looking for people exactly like Steel. People, the world had spit up and chewed out without even a second thought. Steel already sold his soul to the devil once... what was once more?

C H A R A C T E R M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S:

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I'll be honest, this pitch is a bit more personal than I'm used to making. My Dad's favorite comic character was always Sarge Steel, so I've always had this desire to get a crack at writing him in one of these games. In amalgam games, he seems a little out of place, but in the tighter scope of just the DC-verse? I feel it's the perfect place to shoot my shoot as it were.

I have this vision of a washed-up Cold War-era super spy thrown into a new world of superpowered lunatics and learning to adjust. Personally, I find that I write my best work when I have lots of constraints and what is more constrained than a character that only has his wits, charm, and robot hand to get the job done. I also have a soft spot for the Wildstorm verse, so I'll take any opportunity I can to shine a spotlight on that corner of comics. Hence why I have Steel being recruited into I.O, instead of for example: the DEO or such. That and as Morden has already pointed out, the wonderful world of spy fiction gives you many pots to stick your paws in.

The story I have planned is inspired by the classics like le Carré as well as more contemporary works such as SLEEPER and the James Bond comics by Dynamite. So it's more grounded and gritty in a similar vein to my recent take on Jessica Jones in Absolute (RIP). My thesis statement of sorts being from le Carre actually:

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Miles Craven [+]

The leader of International Operations. Currently leading I.O in a devasting shadow war against MJ-12, A UN-backed shadow council that Craven used to be a member of. Steel doesn't trust Craven as far as he can throw him, but he's enough of a professional to know that you don't bite the hand that feeds you.

Ivana Baiul [+]

Head of Sci-Tech, the R&D division of I.O. The creator of Steel's new hand and Craven's second in command. Steel trust her slightly more than Craven which is not saying much.

MJ-12 [+]

A secret Illuminati style shadow council who heavily influence world affairs. As the name suggests, at any given time 12 anonymous members make of the leading body, but below them, they have an army of spies, enforcers, and spooks across various government institutions across the world. A former member of MJ-12, Craven seeks to topple the entire institution whether it is to replace it with a system of his own design or to truly liberate the world is yet to be seen.

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The Night Before [+]

Undisclosed Black Site

Miles Craven peered through the shadowed glass of the operating theatre. In the middle of the room, Sarge Steel lay asleep on an operating table as a robotic drone grafted metal to flesh. Steel was an investment and Craven always made sure that his investment was in good hands.

Next to Craven, Doctor Ivana Baiul tabbed through a hologram of Steel's file. From the corner of his eye, Craven noticed the perpetual frown on her face deepen as she read.

"Do you doubt me, Doctor Baiul?" Asked Craven his eyes never leaving the window.

"Are you sure, of one so old," inquired Ivana. "Is he truly the one?"

"You have the file," explained Craven. "His record is exemplary, the CIA should teach a course at the Farm based on him."

"Yes," admitted Ivana. "But, there is still the matter that when you found him... he was about to jump off a bridge."

Craven laughed at this. His laughter was all dry and sandblasted air, like a million tiny pieces of glass shattering at once.

"I like a man who has lost everything Doctor Baiul. It saves me the effort of breaking them down."

"Fair enough."

The pair fell back into their easy silence as they watched the drone work. Flesh to metal and metal to flesh. Soon Craven and Baiul's plans could begin. For now, they watched as the Doctor's drone made Steel whole again. Forging the broken man into something new.

@Retired The only crappy post is the one you don't make.

Oh, shit. Someone's actually trying to do a Hawk.

Oh, shit. Someone's actually trying to do a Hawk.

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"trying" is the keyword here as I still don't completely understand how all of the reincarnation stuff works